Chapter 515 (1/2)

Bai Xiangru hasn't heard that Cheng bin and Zhou Lanping love to eat baked sweet potatoes, but how do these two small ones love so much?

Not long after, did she finally know why?

The two small ones in front, each with a baked sweet potato in his small hand, are happy to eat now. A small face is not as big as a sweet potato, while in the back, Liu Liang also has one in her hand.

As like as two peas, she eats sweet potatoes just the same as the two ones.

Who else do you look like? It's just like my sister.

I don't even want to let go of the sweet potato peel. It's my sister and brother's.

”Don't you eat?”

Liu Liang asked Bai Xiangru, what's the matter? Does such a delicious thing smell only with light?

But he doesn't eat. How wasteful is that?

You know, it's not easy to eat the most authentic baked sweet potato now.

Later, those roasted by the machine had absolutely no such original flavor. Anyway, she had eaten it. It was the taste of sweet potato, but not the taste she remembered.

Some things are always missing, which makes her dislike it.

While you can eat more now, eat more. Otherwise, in the future, you may have to keep the memory at this time to remember what the sweet potato tastes like?

Bai Xiangru took a bite of sweet potato. It was dry and sweet, just like the sugar fried chestnuts Fang Yuan brought her in winter.

”Delicious.”

”That is.”

Liu Liang herself also took a bite. Our three siblings are all favorite food. How can they taste bad?

She also mentioned a few in her hand. It can be said that she alone almost cleared the sweet potato stall of others. Taking it back is also for others to taste. One by one, just right.

After she returned with sweet potatoes, she asked Dabao Xiaobao to bring back two sweet potatoes to Cheng bin and Zhou Lanping and one to the nanny. There were exactly three over there. The remaining two were left for Fang Yuan and Zeng's narration.

The original stones, which have been opened, are now placed inside for final carving and trimming. It is still the reason of time, so most of them are not specially treated, but kept in the original state for people to enjoy. Only a small number of top-notch things will be carefully carved and amazing.

Liu Liang gave Fang Yuan a sweet potato.

”Baked sweet potato.”

Fang Yuan hurriedly picked it up. It was still hot in his hand.

The smell of roasted sweet potatoes came right in front of him. It was really delicious, and he forgot how long he had not eaten well roasted sweet potatoes. When he was in college, his favorite was the one selling roasted sweet potatoes at the gate of the school. Sometimes he skipped class and climbed the wall in order to eat a roasted sweet potato. That's why he left the university later, I also left that place, so I didn't eat any more.

Later, he went back specially. Unfortunately, the school was still the original school, and even the door had not changed, but the small sweet potato stand outside the school was gone

He remembered that he was a very old man. He didn't know if he was still there?

And he thought that he might never eat that kind of baked sweet potato again in his life.

Indeed, some flavor can only exist in memory.

”This was picked by sister Xiang Ru.”

Liu Liang pinched the last sweet potato in her hand. Of course, she chose it. It's the largest, the longest and the most beautiful.